Every lemon will bring a child into the world, and lemons will never run out...
Salama is studying pharmacy while the flag of the Syrian Revolution prepares to travel far away, taking her dreams with it. The city of Homs is besieged by the government army. Everywhere, disemboweled gray buildings, people are starving, and she is forced to become a volunteer nurse, helping those she can and closing her eyes to those she cannot.
She tightens the hijab around her neck as bullets whistle, bombs fall, and fierce battles erupt. Among the dead is her family. Should she stay and fight for the revolution or leave Syria? Layla and her unborn child are all that remains for Salama. Along with her mother's voice, they are the faint threads that connect her to her past.
Unless she counts on Hauf, a hallucination of horror that urges her to leave every day, a refusal that she makes every day. When she meets Kenan, the boy with the bright green eyes, she will realize what connects her and what separates her from her loved ones and her homeland. They are not at war. As long as the lemon trees bloom... they will live the revolution!
And Salama must decide what her own position is. A story of love and humanity that seeks forgiveness amid the madness of war and hope in tragedy.
